Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 180 Seeing the husband.
Ms. Sari now arrived at the hospital, the old woman ran into a goopoh. Looking for the figure of the man who became her husband, her heart was so broken, her feelings uncertain. How can he live without a man who always understands and understands himself.
There is a sense of regret, if only when the old man who became her husband he served in the telephone connection. Most likely there will be no such incident, where the husband desperately came to the city, seeing the existence of the wife.
Tears came out continuously, Bu Sari approached the figure of a man in white with a neat appearance.
"Doctor, where's the bus accident victim."
The doctor tried to calm Ms. Sari's heart, to stay calm. " Mom calm down, yes, some patients are in the ER room, and others are still being handled."
The doctor rushed away leaving the already wet Ms. Sari with tears, "Where are you, sir."
Mumbled in his heart, looking for a husband who had no idea where he was. Several times Bu Sari looked into the room of the ER, to where the old woman was fixed on the morgue.
"Are you there, sir?"
Ms. Sari looked limp, she walked with her unbalanced body. Many people were in the room to be headed to Bu Sari.
There is fear, and anxiety. If it is true that the husband is gone.
After arriving at the front door of the room, he walked in again to see people crying over corpses that had been stretched stiff and motionless.
Slowly opening the cloth covering her face, Ms. Sari had not yet found her husband. He kept opening every white cloth, without the slightest fear. Because of what she was thinking right now, looking at her husband's face.
The faces of the dead bodies were burnt, making Bu Sari of course difficult to recognize the face of her husband.
"Mother, wish you weren't in this morgue, sir."
Holding her head, nausea began to be felt, because almost half an hour looking for the whereabouts of her husband.
The nurse came, smiling with a question." Who are you looking for?"
Ms. Sari still looks shocked, with the arrival of the sisters, she shows a picture of her husband that she deliberately brought.
"I'm looking for my husband, is he here."
The rapping nurse began to take the picture that Bu Sari gave, looking at the patient and asking his name. " What's the name of your husband?"
"Rpa .... "
Not yet said Bu Sari mention the name of her husband, suddenly the figure of a man calling the name of Bu Sari." Ma."
The old woman stared at the figure of the man who called out to her, "Father."
A cry broke out just then, the sound of sobs came out from Bu Sari's mouth. She hugged her husband's body tightly.
"Mr, I'm finally safe."
"Yes, mom. I'm also grateful to have survived the accident."
The embrace is still so tight, between the two men who have aged. They are like in the worry until they embrace with a long enough time.
"We should go home yes, sir, mother will masakin food sepecial for the father, " said Bu Sari, helping the husband to walk.
They took a taxi, to get home. The look on the old man's face thinking about his wife's usual rough changes now became soft.
"Father, this is why the desperate came to town. I told you, don't follow. But I decided to go to the city. How about you why why."
The old man who accompanied Bu Sari until now, rubbed his wife's hair slowly by saying." It's okay mom, for mom's sake. You are afraid of mom why-why? Which man tries to hear his wife cry hysterically."
The attention the husband gives his wife is so great." You are not afraid of death, which you are afraid of at this time, something happened to your mother. Especially when you cry on the phone, where you hear you cry."
Ms. Sari rubbed the soft flowing tears, wet her cheeks, she tried not to show the sadness she now felt.
"Why are you crying, what are you feeling now."
The old man hugged his wife back, trying to win the tightness in his wife's chest.
"Mother does not cry, mother is only happy to have a father, who always patiently faces the angry nature of mother. Thank you, sir."
The figure of the old man, of course, smiled loosely. Feeling what he wanted to feel all along. Heard the soft word that came out of his wife's mouth.
"Mr, always forgive mom. This mother is still the best woman for you."
The crying was already unstoppable, the two of them were crying with a hug. Until the pain was felt, on the body of Bu Sari's husband.
The old man tried to endure the pain, so that his wife would not worry about him.
When he arrived at the small contract, Bu Sari saw Farhan already standing at the door of his contract.
The seventeen-year-old boy brought some food and an envelope to give to Ms. Sari.
"Farhan, are you coming again?"
Sari's mother thinks Farhan is avoiding her. Because of the threat he made to Farhan, the boy was frightened and stayed away from his own grandmother.
The grandfather, who had cared so much about Farhan long ago. Hugging his beloved grandson.
"Farhan, you're a big boy. Grandfather misses you once." said the grandfather made Farhan lift a smile by hugging behind the old man who made his heart always comfortable.
"Farhan was also kagen with grandfather," Farhan replied, A joy that could not be expressed with a word, made the teenager, give a gift to his own brother.
"It's for grandpa."
Farhan did not hesitate to give luxury goods a branded watch on his feet.
"Grandfather doesn't need a gift from you, Farhan. Seeing you in front of Grandpa. I'm happy too."
Bu Sari was envious of Farhan giving expensive goods to her husband. Make the old woman ask." What gift for grandma?"
The husband who felt bad, with the words of his wife, made him blink his eyes giving a code so as not to ask Farhan for a gift.
"Mom, don't be so shy. Poor Farhan.'
Miss Sari who can't change her fold is now replying to her husband." Yes sir, it's okay. Farhan is a good boy who always obeys. It's Farhan."
Farhan nodded his head, in fact he did not intend to give a gift to his grandfather. Because of his intention of wanting to reward Galih.
However, because there happened to be Bu Sari's husband, with the pleasure of Farhan giving gifts first to the old man who was always good to his mother and also himself in the past.